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She slides her hands down my back and she’s so fucking slick that I slide a third finger in easily, making her gasp as her body tenses against me.
I move in and out of her in slow, deliberate strokes, feeling her body coil tighter each time, each movement pushing her closer to the edge. Just as she’s about to break, I drop to my knees in front of her and run my tongue across her, teasing, tasting, before I pull her clit into my mouth with a gentle pressure.
She cries out – raw and unrestrained – a tidal wave ripping through her body as her nails dig into my shoulders and her back arches. I don’t let up – my tongue flicking, coaxing, devouring every trembling second of her release.
Her knees buckle, but I grip her hips tight, holding her steady as she rides it out, every quiver and gasp mine to savour.
“Holy fuck, Marcus,” she gasps, her voice breathy and shaky as I rise back up to meet her. Her eyes lock on mine and they are pure electric fire.
I grin in satisfaction at being able to get her off so easily.
“You taste so fucking good,” I mutter, rubbing my cock against the smooth silk of her leg, throbbing with need as the steam and hot water create a hazy cocoon around us where nothing else in the world matters.
I need her more than I need my next breath, but I’ve had enough shower sex experiences to know condoms and water don’t mix.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask, praying that she says yes.
“No. But I don’t care. I need you.”
Her voice is a shaky plea and my desperation for her overpowers any sound judgement I might have otherwise had. I grasp her shoulders and turn her around, pressing her breasts against the tiles. Lifting herleg up to rest on the side of the tub, I slide into her, and God, she feels incredible.
Her pussy is so fucking tight around me, I worry I’m going to finish almost instantly, my body forgetting that it’s already come twice before.
I pull back and slam deep into her, her voice screaming my name the best fucking sound I’ve ever heard.
I pull out, taking a deep breath as I turn her to face me, lifting her effortlessly as her legs wrap around my waist, as though by instinct.
I slide my hands across her arse, leaning her back against the cool tiles for leverage as I line my cock up at her entrance.
It slips into her easily, a growl rising from my throat as she pulls herself against me and bites down on my shoulder.
Her need for me, her excitement for me, is intoxicating, and I’m determined to be the best fuck she’ll ever have.
Pressing her back against the wall, I thrust into her hard and fast. The impact draws a gasp from her lips – loud and broken – each breath coming faster, needier, as her body tightens around mine. She’s right there again, trembling, moaning my name as another climax crashes through her.
Her back arches into a breathtaking shape, her shoulders leaning back against the wall with her arms still locked around my neck. The water cascades off her breasts like a fucking painting, Her legs grip my waist as though she can’t bear to let go, every inch of her pulling me closer, holding me deeper. The way she clings to me – wild and wrecked – is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
I pound into her, throbbing as I go faster and harder, the sensation of the shower and the feel of her completely overwhelming every one of my senses.
Breathy moans rise from deep in her throat as I push my endurance to the limit, and I’m there, every muscle in my back and arms trembling as my climax builds. I feel the sensation just as I’m about to come and I quickly drop one of her legs down and pull out, grabbing hold of my shaft as I explode, white streams landing on her stomach and legs as I slowly lower her other leg to the floor.
I lean forward, my forehead pressing against the cool tile wall behind her. One palm braces against the slick surface while my other hand traces slowly down the curve of her spine, coming to rest at the small of her back.
Water ripples down my shoulders, drumming rhythmically as I draw in deep breaths.
After a long moment, I pull back to look at her, and I swear I feel a sting at the corner of my eye as a rush of emotion sweeps through me.
Before I can linger on it, my gaze is pulled downwards as she slides her hand across her stomach, spreading my cum across her skin. I let out another low growl and shake my head, making her giggle as water droplets splash on her face.
Her laugh registers in my mind as fighting for contention of my favourite sound, along with her screaming my name.
“Wow,” she says in barely more than a whisper.
“Right back at ya.”
She kisses me, her tongue caressing mine softly for a moment before she turns around and presses her arse into me, stretching her hand up behind my neck. The position creates an incredible silhouette of her curves all the way down her body.
My lips find her neck, my eyes watching the water run down the shapely peaks of her breasts as it washes my climax off her skin.